The snows, they melt the soonest
When the winds begin to sing
The corn, it ripens fastest
As the frosts are settling in
And when a young man tells me that
My face he'll soon forget
Before we part, I'll wage a bet
He'll be fain to follow it yet
The snows, they melt the soonest
When the winds begin to sing
The swallow flies without a thought
As long as it is spring
When springtime goes and the winter blows
My lad, then you'll be fain
With all your pride to follow me
Across the stormy main
The snows, they melt the soonest
When the winds begin to sing
The bee that flew in summertime
In winter it will not sting
Seen a woman's anger melt
Between the night and morn
It's surely not a harder thing
To melt a woman's scorn
So never bid me farewell
For no farewell I'll receive
You will lie with me, my love
And kiss and take your leave
I'll wait here till the woodcock calls
And the marten takes its wing
For the snows, they melt the soonest
When the winds begin to sing